noora sætre style steal | skam

I’m about 500 years behind on the SKAM hype, but I did finally get around to watching it a week or so ago (after my roommate forced me, but don’t get me wrong – I’m glad she did). I’ve been planning on making a style steal post for a while, because I personally love taking inspiration from different characters, and even though I’ve got a few other characters up my sleeve who I’d like to do a style steal on as well, starting off with Noora feels like a good choice.

I adore Noora’s style, it’s very simple and practical (and actually something I can wear in the cold!) as well as sophisticated. She has a few staple pieces that make for classy outfits, and can be paired in so many different ways – meaning you don’t need 15 different shirts and 10 pairs of jeans to recreate her look – and then there’s the iconic red lipstick, which is basically the only make up she wears.

In this post I’ve put together 3 different outfits, all of which I’ve actually worn before as I actually owned a lot of these items beforehand – in a way my style had been developing in the direction of Noora’s before I even watched SKAM and got massively inspired by her. As I said earlier, as SKAM takes part in Norway, the outfits are very well tailored for colder weather, meaning if you’re from a country where we actually get proper winters, these can be easily layered and still look super cute. I know this is something I’ve struggled with when I see “winter outfits” in TV shows and just know if I wore anything like that here in Finland I’d freeze my tits off.

outfit 1

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white shirt – from New Yorker, brand is amisu 

jeans – new look

bralette – h&m

belt – thrifted

lipstick – max factor, color is the marilyn collection sunset red

For this first outfit I’ve drawn inspiration from an outfit I think we see in either episode 1 or 2 in the second season.. it’s a scene where she’s making food and it turns out Eskild has eaten her pasta. A Noora staple is the collared button-up shirt, this one has some cut out detailing on the upper arm which I really like. I would wear this tucked in to the cropped ripped mom jeans, and wear the belt as a little extra detail. We most often see Noora wearing brown belts, but I personally prefer black ones (and this is also the only belt I own). Noora strikes me as a bralette girl, we definitely see her wearing a lacy bra at some point I think – and I just personally love bralettes and basically wear them every day instead of a bra. Then of course, minimal make up and a classic red lip and you’re good to go!

outfit 2

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striped shirt – bikbok (this one is actually called “noora”)

jeans – dr denim

lacy bra – h&m

lip stain – isadora lip desire in 64 true red

One of the most iconic looks Noora wears is the striped button-up shirt, we see it in the scene where William is texting her in the common room trying to convince her through Vilde to go to a party or something? I really should have searched up the specific episodes.. Anyway, I would pair this with a pair of basic black high-waisted skinny jeans. Even though that is a pair of pants we never see Noora wear, I don’t think it’s a shot too far to pair the top with them. You could also add a belt to this outfit if you wanted to. Underneath I would wear a blush-coloured soft lacy bra, as it definitely feels like  something Noora would wear (plus it’s super comfortable) – and once again the red lip makes an appearance. I love this lip stain as it really is the perfect classic red colour.

outfit 3

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white chunky sweater – bikbok

same striped shirt – bikbok

mom jeans – bikbok

belt – thrifted

bralette – h&m

Okay so I just realised that this entire outfit is basically from bikbok, what can I say, I love that store, it really is one of my absolute favourite clothing stores. And I believe it’s Scandinavian as well? Update: googled it and it’s Norwegian – how perfect is that! Anyway, here I have an example of that layering I talked about earlier – using the same shirt from the previous outfit you can layer it with a chunky sweater and pair that with some mom jeans. I would tuck in the sweater at the front a bit, roll up the jeans to make them a bit cropped just because I prefer that look and wear the same bralette for comfort and belt for accessorising. Layering clothes is a serious winter survival tip here in the north and I personally think it’s a very cute look.

I would pair all of these outfits with some basic black booties, the pair I like to wear has a super low heel so they’re still comfortable for every day wear.

Hopefully you got some inspiration from these outfits, like I already said I wear all of these and will probably wear outfit 2 for my lecture tomorrow, which reminds me – I have to get back to reading Frankenstein now as I’m only about 80 pages in and I need to have it read by tomorrow! I hope you liked these, for my next style steal I’m thinking of doing Veronica Lodge from Riverdale because her style is amazing. 

stay rad,

matilda

how to get over a break-up

Breaking up with someone or being broken up with is possibly, to put it bluntly, one of the shittiest things out there. Even if the break-up happens to be the oh so ideal mutual kind, it still kind of sucks. One minute you have this person who’s been your rock and your person for whatever amount of time, and the next they’re gone. Even if it wasn’t really working out anymore, you still miss them, miss the comfort they brought you, and now you’re going to have to adjust to a new chapter of life – a chapter without them.

I went through a break-up fairly recently, but in my case I was indeed the one to initiate it. This was also my first relationship, so I have no previous experience of break-ups, but I’m going to share the small amount of knowledge I do possess. Oh, and I’m including some things I’ve learned from my friends who’ve gone through break-ups and been broken up with.

First of, I want to point out that being the one who did the breaking up doesn’t mean it’s easy. A lot of the focus in romantic movies and sad love songs is on the person who got dumped, and I completely understand that. However, that doesn’t mean that just because you broke up with someone you’re immediately completely over it, it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t hurt you, or that you won’t cry during the break-up and many times after. You’ll miss them and you’ll miss the good times. And the worst part, at least for me, was that not only was I hurting myself, even though I know in my heart it was the right thing to do for both of us, I was also hurting this person who I loved for a long time. Who I still loved when I broke up with him, just, not really in the same way anymore.

It sucks for both of you when there isn’t really a reason for the break-up. The one who got broken up with wants answers you can’t possibly give them, because nothing really happened to cause the ending of the relationship. There was no cheating, no horrible fights, just.. something changed, and it didn’t feel right anymore. And if and when that does happen, you know you owe it to yourself but also to them not to string them along any longer. Because that’s not fair for either of you.

Now, as far as how to deal with the break-up, my first piece of advice would be to try to end things amicably. There’s no need for there to be any bad blood between you. It’s good to maybe meet up a few times, just to discuss everything there is to discuss, because sometimes you forget something during the actual break-up talk, and you need everything cleared to be able to move on. But that’s it. It’s best to speak in person, no chatting because that doesn’t really lead anywhere. For me personally, after the post-break-up talks I needed a bit of a break. What I mean by this is that I didn’t want to snapchat or text my ex, and I didn’t like it if and when he did it. Once everything has been talked about, well, that’s as far as your responsibility goes. You can’t be there for yourself and them at the same time. You can’t console them, because that’s not fair on you. Even if you did the breaking up, you can’t be there emotionally for your ex, because that doesn’t give you time to think about your own feelings and heal. Instead you’re focusing on the fact that you hurt them, which is of course terrible, but it’s not your responsibility anymore. And they need to understand that as well. Making you feel guilty for breaking up with them is a really shitty thing to do, and once again – not fair to you.

Because we live in a social media-controlled world, there is probably some evidence online to show that the two of you were indeed in a relationship. How you want to go about this is probably something you should discuss with your ex-partner, but at the end of the day it is still your individual choice. When we first broke up, I said I wouldn’t be taking down any Instagram pictures of us, because they were just really good memories (and still are). We didn’t have any other evidence, we were never “facebook-official” just because that kind of thing isn’t really important to me. Nor was it to him. I did however end up deleting the pictures with him earlier this week. Even though they’re good memories, they were a constant reminder of the past chapter of my life, and I couldn’t move on with them there,  so I deleted them, to ‘turn the page’ so to speak. And honestly? It felt so good. I needed them to be gone to be able to focus on moving forward with my life. But once again, this is completely individual. You might be able to move on with the pictures there, but whatever your ex-partner decides to you should still try to respect.

Now, everything has been settled, there’s hopefully been some kind of closure and all social media proof is gone. Now how do you deal with the void? Your partner was probably the person you relied on for everything, the one you sent funny memes and cute cat videos to and talked to about your day- You simply have to try to fill it with other things – and this is where friends enter the picture. Having a good friend or friends to rely on after a break-up really is the best thing in the world. Talk to them, I promise they want to listen if they really care about you. Do stuff together! Go out, go shopping, go to an art gallery or the library – just do anything. This is a great way to keep your mind occupied while you’re having fun with people you care about.

Then there’s everything else in your life you could put energy on, like work or school. I’m not saying to become a workaholic, but at least I’ve found that focusing on my studies and feeling like I’m being productive helps to keep me distracted and makes me feel good about myself at the same time.

And then there’s the most important thing, which I’m mentioning last even though it is the thing you should do first, as taught by Gilmore Girls – wallow. You absolutely need to wallow. Just lay in bed, cry, listen to sad music, watch sappy rom-coms and eat tons of ice cream – I promise you it’s going to make you feel better. Wallowing is a crucial part in getting to the first step of getting over someone, you really just need to have a good cry about it, by yourself, because everything feels at least a little bit better after a good cry. And after you’ve been down, the only way is indeed up, and you’re going to slowly realise, that this was just one part of your life – not the end of the world. It’s going to get better, although maybe slowly, it still is. And you’re going to be strong and independent, and remember that you’re young and that life goes on.

 

stay rad,

matilda

 

 

a year

Guess who’s back, back again? The bitch is back, tell a friend.

Extremely sorry for that hello, it has definitely been used too many times before. However, I am back, and I only need one resolution for the upcoming year: update the blog more. Have definitely sucked at posting regularly, not only because I’m questioning what kind of content I want to put out there, but also because trying to juggle university and a social life is very easy; however, actually forcing yourself to sit down and write when your friends are going out for drinks seems to be extremely challenging. I promise to try to be better.

Now, the purpose of this post – I want to do a look back on my year, because boy has it been quite a year.

This time a year ago, I was quite literally drifting. I had chosen to take a year off between high school and university, simply because I had no idea what I was doing, or what I wanted to do for that matter. I always had interests, just never a clear path to a certain career I wanted. To be honest I still don’t have an exact plan career-wise, but I definitely have a lot more direction, and it feels really good.

Spring rolled around, and this is around the time I had my big revelation: I realised what I wanted to study. I might already have mentioned this on the blog (and I have told this story about a thousand times since I started uni, all my lecturers think it’s hilarious), but my great revelation came during and episode of Gilmore Girls (which I may or may not be re-watching at this exact moment. I’m team Logan).

For anyone who knows the show, Rory (one of our Gilmore girls) has always aspired to be a journalist and is very interested in books et cetera – something I relate to a lot. Literature has always been an interest of mine, I’ve always loved writing and would love to maybe interview important people – I just never realised you could actually study this interest of mine. My high school focused mainly on the STEM field, which is obviously awesome, but that was never a great interest of mine even if I did well in the subjects, so I just never realised you could actually study literature, actually read and write for a living! Obviously I realise how many people do write in one way or another for a living, but it just never occurred to me that could do it. Obviously studying literature isn’t simply limited to writing, but you get my point. I found my calling.

Then, one fine summer night at 3 am I was up, most likely watching something on Netflix, when I decided to check my email. And what did I find? Well, only an acceptance email to my first choice university! I had a little dance party in my room and honestly could not wait until morning so I could tell my family. This was it, I was getting out of my small home town, I was going to move out of my parents life and begin a new, independent chapter of my life.

The end of summer got closer and closer, me and a really good friend of mine found an apartment that we’ve now been living in for about 5 months. Then it was time to pack up my life in Hanko and move everything to the city I was going to be studying in. I was a bit nervous for my first day at uni, because I didn’t know anyone who was going to be studying in the same faculty as me, but it did all turn out great. I’m honestly so happy with the direction my life is headed in right now, and I’ve met some really cool people through university and made so many new friends.

Obviously this year has had its downs as well, my almost 2-year relationship ended in early December, but there’s nothing to do about that, it was the right thing, and I can honestly say I have no regrets regarding that. On a lighter note, I’m no longer a teenager! I just turned 20 right at the end of December, but it hasn’t quite sunk in yet. I don’t really feel older, but I suppose you never really do, at least not in a day.

It’s the middle of the night right now, but I just suddenly felt so inspired to also give my blog a new chance this year that I just had to write something. What else is new..? Christmas was really great, I got tons and tons of books, and I barely have any time to read anything I want anyway, uni course lit takes up all of my free time. Still, right now I’m reading this book my brother got me about a guy who was innocent but still ended up incarcerated in Guantánamo Bay, and is yet to be released even though the US haven’t charged him for any crime. It’s sort of a diary mixed with an exposé, although many things are censored, but it’s a truly interesting and insightful read.

Anyway, now I shall get back to Gilmore Girls, and hopefully I might even get a little sleep at some point, even though I did nap around 8 PM. I’m blaming that on my cold though. Oh, and the aforementioned book is called Guantánamo Diary, it was written by Mohamedou Ould Slahi and put together by Larry Siems. Give it a read, especially if you’re interested in criminal literature.

 

stay rad,

matilda

happy (late) halloween

This week has been an absolute mess, I’ve been drowning in uni work and studying for an exam, but it’s finally all over. A week ago I went to a halloween party (so very sorry I’m just now getting the pictures up) and me and my boyfriend dressed as Bonnie & Clyde. This was very much my idea.

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Now, I love halloween. Yes, I’m one of those people who prefer halloween over christmas. Fight me. I’m kidding. This was my first time attempting wounds with liquid latex as well and I have to say I’m quite pleased!

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Fun fact: one of my all time favourite movies is “The Nightmare Before Christmas”, I remember watching it when I was really young and it’s just stuck with me ever since! I’m kind of obsessed with everything slightly creepy, the first time I ever watched Edward Scissorhands I must’ve been about 4 or 5.

I really want to try to post more often on here, it just seems there’s too much to do and not enough hours in the day sometimes. Having a personal photographer to take outfit pictures of me would be great to, I’m finding it difficult to find time to take actual proper lookbook pictures. Feels so good to write, whenever I’m just rambling on like this I remember why I chose to study literature in the first place, writing just means the world to me.

Right now it’s Friday night, I’ve been stressing about exams legitimately all week, so I’m just going to enjoy a night in with me, myself & I – I’m binge-watching “New Girl” so life’s pretty great. I’m thinking about doing an October favourites post, I’ve got quite a few things I’ve really been liking this month that I’d like to share with people.

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I’m really sorry about the crappy iPhone pictures, I really want to invest in a good camera at some point so that I can take better outfit pictures. I’ve also managed to crack the lens on my iPhone camera so even though the iPhone usually has a pretty good camera mine now sucks.

Tomorrow we’re doing a ‘crib crawl’ with some of my classmates, and I’m really hoping it’ll involve a fair amount of wine as I fucking love wine. Also I totally bombed my lit exam today, even though I spent all week studying. Yikes. My roommates been gone all week BUT I’ve remembered to feed her pet fish so I’m very proud of myself for that. Such a responsible adult. I kind of feel like going thrift shopping tomorrow, I really want and old vintage sweater that I can crop (this is totally inspired by Lua Perez she’s my queen).

ALSO I just found out about this amazing band called Movements, go check them out if you’re into alternative/indie stuff like me! I’m listening to their song “Full Circle” right now and it’s just sooo good.

 

stay rad,

madde

#ootd: autumn vibes

I have been so inactive lately, extremely sorry. Honestly haven’t even had time to write, uni has been absolutely insane! I promise that I’ll try to be more active, I really love writing and posting on here.

This is a look from few weeks ago when autumn was in full bloom! Last night we got the first snowfall here in Turku in Finland, so we’re in an autumn-winter transition. I could not wear that outfit now, i’d freeze my ass off.

shoes – h&m

stockings – h&m

leather skirt – h&m

shirt – bikbok

leather jacketnew yorker

choker – h&m

I’m pretty sure you can see a trend going on here, what can I say – I love H&M.

On a more serious note, and completely unrelated to the topic, there was a very serious railway accident near my home town today. A military vehicle was hit by a train and at least 4 people have passed away. Most of the people who died were young men doing their mandatory military service for Finland, these were guys my age. It’s truly shocking, and I’m just relieved that none of my friends in the military were in that truck. Still, several people lost their lives today, young men who still had all their life ahead of them. Take a moment. Appreciate life.

stay rad,

madde

#ootd: fishnets and converse

At this exact moment I’m sat in a lecture about intercultural communication, what a perfect time to make a blog post, right?

My morning lecture got cancelled today which means I actually had the time to get ready for uni!! Go me!!

Decided to wear a dress (!!) while it’s still warm enough to.

dress – forever 21

fishnets – h&m

shoes – converse

I paired this with a light wash denim jacket from h&m that I was too lazy to put on in the picture.

stay rad,

madde

bitchin’ book club: part 2

University and the freshers’ activities that come with it have completely taken over my life, but I have however still had the time to finish at least one book. I saw this in the bookstore and immediately knew I had to buy it – I’m talking about And I don’t want to live this life by Deborah Spungen AKA the book about the infamous Nancy Spungen.

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(The Finnish translation of the book is for some reason called just Nancy)

I have been utterly fascinated by the chaotic relationship between Sid Vicious of the Sex Pistols and Nancy ever since I had somewhat of a punk-phase in high school. Obviously Sex Pistols were one of the first punk bands I found out about, although I quite frankly only ever listened to about two of their songs consistently. Their image however – their attitudes, the way they dressed, how they basically didn’t give a fuck – simply consumed me, even though their “image” was completely fabricated my Malcolm McLaren.

Sid and Nancy were to a part at the center of this, but nothing fulfilled my need for information like this book. I feel like I finally understand Nancy, and that mainly makes me feel bad for all of her family, but especially her mum. Sure, I watched the movie they made about Sid and Nancy, and although it was a good movie, it didn’t really paint neither Sid or Nancy as the people they really were – just like John Lydon (aka Johnny Rotten) points out in his book Anger Is An Energy. And to be honest, I always thought the “film-Nancy” was somewhat an exaggerated version of who she truly was, but having now read the book I actually think it might be the opposite. They portrayed Nancy very accurately in the film – previously I thought the outbursts in the film were sort of played up, to make the film more Hollywoodized – but as it turns out they were very spot on, and some of the uglier bits of her personality were completely left out in the film.

 

*warning: spoilers ahead*

 

In this raw and honest book, Nancy’s mother Deborah depicts what life was like with Nancy from day one. The chronological order of events made Nancy’s progression to who she eventually became in the public eye easy to follow, and it made you realise that there was a whole lot of shit going on in Nancy’s life prior to Sid and the Sex Pistols. It’s obvious from the start that she was a really disturbed young girl, and that she actually, truly wanted to die from a young age.

I think that’s what caused her recklessness – she wasn’t afraid to die, and dying might in fact have been her ultimate goal. She was painfully unhappy and clearly a very tortured soul, which was probably partly brought on by the fact that she was very intelligent, with a higher IQ than average. This doesn’t change the fact that she was quite horrible to her family most of the time. She manipulated them so that everything revolved around her and she always got her way. If she didn’t get her way, ie. when they were going on a family outing and it was her sister’s turn to decide where they’d go, Nancy would throw a fit and lash out at her sister, quite horribly so, until they just decided to go with what Nancy wanted as that was easier for everyone.

Growing up in the same house as Nancy must’ve been horrible for her siblings. She treated them both, especially her sister, like garbage. She was both physically and emotionally abusive towards both of them, but as she was their older sister they did still look up to her in some twisted way. Nancy’s physical abuse towards people didn’t end there; on one occasion she violently attacked her mother with a hammer, another time she attacked a psychiatrist in their office because of a simple question they asked. Nancy was like a ticking time bomb. There was no telling what would set her off into a fit of rage.

I absolutely loved the book, even though it made me kind of hate Nancy. I understand that she struggled with mental illness, and there were complications when she was born which may have cause a neurological issue, but at the end of the day she was absolutely awful to the people who loved her the most. The press’ depictions of her still aren’t accurate, they paint her as a monster, when really she just did whatever she could to cope and to shock people. Maybe she just wasn’t meant for this world, maybe she just couldn’t be at peace here.

I’d recommend this book to anyone who is interested in knowing more about Nancy, but also to anyone interested in raising a child with issues and the struggle of being a mother when nothing you do is ever good enough.

 

stay rad,

madde